he couldn't do with me.
What were those things? I didn't know for sure.
He taught me how to throw a football, we spent summers fishing, he even let me shoot his gun a few times at the targets outside. So exactly what he planned on doing with this new found boy in our family, I didn't know.
And as far as Silas... The two are like a couple old friends. They had more in common than I think either one knew. Since my dad was a cop, and Silas was in the Army, the two would sit around and share stories.
It was awesome. Like a piece of my mother had come down and blanketed my father. He was a different person, the tension had faded, and he was moving on with his life.
“Are you ready for this?” my dad asked, scooping up my bouquet and placing it in my hand.
“Yes, definitely.” Holding the flowers up, he helped me slip my feet into the flats by the door.
The back door opened and Livie poked her head in. “Hey, they're ready for you.” Smiling brightly, she said, “Heidi, you look beautiful. You were right, that was the dress.”
Finding a dress for our wedding, one that could be altered easily with my growing tummy, had been tough. Lucky for me, I knew the seamstress really well.
It was Livie's mom, and she worked wonders making sure the dress fit perfectly. It was a gorgeous white lace, the top had halter style straps. Perfect to make me feel well supported with my new natural breast implants. I couldn't believe how large my chest had grown already, it was insane.
But, it was the one thing I didn't mind. My tits looked great! Thank you pregnancy.
There was a sparkling, silver sequin belt that rested just above my belly, and the bottom flowed out, a loose shear, with a lace overlay.
When I put it on, I knew it was the one. I felt beautiful in it, and the way the bottom had so much movement, I knew there was room if I needed it.
Livie walked up and helped fix the purple orchid pin in my hair. “Thanks,” I said.
“I tried, Livie,” my dad said, holding his arms out, shrugging his shoulders. “But I'm sure you remember how bad I am with hair.”
Laughing, Livie lowered her head. “I sure do, Mr. Gavin. I remember it taking me an hour to brush that knot out of Heidi's hair when you tried to braid it for her.”
Rolling my eyes, I jokingly spat. “God, that was horrible.” Elbowing him in the ribs, I laughed.
The soft sound of a violin started to fill the room, seeping in from outside. Whipping her head at me, Livie said, “That's our cue.” Holding a small cluster of calla lilies, she headed for the door. “Let's get you married!” She yelled, kicking one leg out to the side.
My lips formed a soft circle, pushing out a smooth breath of air. Here we go, I'm about to be married. I'll be Mrs. Heidi Hamilton in only a few minutes. Closing my eyes, I tried to cool my nerves.
It was hard to tell if the fluttering in my stomach was just butterflies, or if the baby's toes were tickling against the wall. Placing a palm against my belly, I looked up to the ceiling.
“I miss you mom, but I know you're here with me. I can always feel you.” The delicate whisper pressed off my lips, words only audible to my own ears.
And in my heart, to her ears too.
Silas and I were having a small wedding, set in the backyard of my dad's house. A handful of people were sitting outside, eager eyes waiting to watch me walk out that door.
We wanted to have our wedding before the baby came, and before the Army transferred Silas again. With us being married, I'd be able to move with him, and we could live on base together.
As the violin slowed, a different song began to strum across the strings. It was the most amazing music I'd ever heard. The solo notes brought tears to my eyes, this was my day, our day.
Stepping to my side, my father bent his arm at the elbow. “Time to let you go, baby girl.” Smiling, his eyes welled up, glossing over.
Scooping my arm into his, I squeezed my fingers tightly. As much as I was excited
What were those things? I didn't know for sure.
He taught me how to throw a football, we spent summers fishing, he even let me shoot his gun a few times at the targets outside. So exactly what he planned on doing with this new found boy in our family, I didn't know.
And as far as Silas... The two are like a couple old friends. They had more in common than I think either one knew. Since my dad was a cop, and Silas was in the Army, the two would sit around and share stories.
It was awesome. Like a piece of my mother had come down and blanketed my father. He was a different person, the tension had faded, and he was moving on with his life.
“Are you ready for this?” my dad asked, scooping up my bouquet and placing it in my hand.
“Yes, definitely.” Holding the flowers up, he helped me slip my feet into the flats by the door.
The back door opened and Livie poked her head in. “Hey, they're ready for you.” Smiling brightly, she said, “Heidi, you look beautiful. You were right, that was the dress.”
Finding a dress for our wedding, one that could be altered easily with my growing tummy, had been tough. Lucky for me, I knew the seamstress really well.
It was Livie's mom, and she worked wonders making sure the dress fit perfectly. It was a gorgeous white lace, the top had halter style straps. Perfect to make me feel well supported with my new natural breast implants. I couldn't believe how large my chest had grown already, it was insane.
But, it was the one thing I didn't mind. My tits looked great! Thank you pregnancy.
There was a sparkling, silver sequin belt that rested just above my belly, and the bottom flowed out, a loose shear, with a lace overlay.
When I put it on, I knew it was the one. I felt beautiful in it, and the way the bottom had so much movement, I knew there was room if I needed it.
Livie walked up and helped fix the purple orchid pin in my hair. “Thanks,” I said.
“I tried, Livie,” my dad said, holding his arms out, shrugging his shoulders. “But I'm sure you remember how bad I am with hair.”
Laughing, Livie lowered her head. “I sure do, Mr. Gavin. I remember it taking me an hour to brush that knot out of Heidi's hair when you tried to braid it for her.”
Rolling my eyes, I jokingly spat. “God, that was horrible.” Elbowing him in the ribs, I laughed.
The soft sound of a violin started to fill the room, seeping in from outside. Whipping her head at me, Livie said, “That's our cue.” Holding a small cluster of calla lilies, she headed for the door. “Let's get you married!” She yelled, kicking one leg out to the side.
My lips formed a soft circle, pushing out a smooth breath of air. Here we go, I'm about to be married. I'll be Mrs. Heidi Hamilton in only a few minutes. Closing my eyes, I tried to cool my nerves.
It was hard to tell if the fluttering in my stomach was just butterflies, or if the baby's toes were tickling against the wall. Placing a palm against my belly, I looked up to the ceiling.
“I miss you mom, but I know you're here with me. I can always feel you.” The delicate whisper pressed off my lips, words only audible to my own ears.
And in my heart, to her ears too.
Silas and I were having a small wedding, set in the backyard of my dad's house. A handful of people were sitting outside, eager eyes waiting to watch me walk out that door.
We wanted to have our wedding before the baby came, and before the Army transferred Silas again. With us being married, I'd be able to move with him, and we could live on base together.
As the violin slowed, a different song began to strum across the strings. It was the most amazing music I'd ever heard. The solo notes brought tears to my eyes, this was my day, our day.
Stepping to my side, my father bent his arm at the elbow. “Time to let you go, baby girl.” Smiling, his eyes welled up, glossing over.
Scooping my arm into his, I squeezed my fingers tightly. As much as I was excited
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